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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe One (Feat. Big Sean, 2 Chainz & Marsha Ambrosius)
[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]The storm is on the horizonI'm standing here aloneGot a pistol on my hipAnd it's gon' be some shitIf you want it then bring it onSee I'm a motherfuckin' soldierAnd I'mma be here till it's doneAnd when they asking who I'm is, shitYou just tell them that I'm the one(One, one, one)Tell them that I'm the one(One, one, one)Tell them that I'm the one[Verse 1: Kanye West]I'm the one, babyYeah, I'm the one, babySince God gave his only begotten son, babyIt's hard preachin' the gospel to the slums latelySo I had to put the church on the drums, babyYou on a run, babyYou on a run, babyYou think you free but you a slave to the funds, babyYou think you me, but you ain't me, what you done lately?Mhm that's cool but I been runnin on the sun, babyWe on a galaxy the haters cannot visitThat's my reality so get off my Scott DisickIf you ever held a title belt you would know how Michael feltTyson, Jackson, Jordan - Michael PhelpsYeahhh, had to take it to another 'roundCause everything around me got me underwhelmedBest way to describe my position is at the helmBest way to describe my new whip - Yeeeaaaalmmp[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]The storm is on the horizonI'm standing here aloneGot a pistol on my hipAnd it's gon' be some shitIf you want it then bring it onSee I'm a motherfuckin' soldierAnd I'mma be here till it's doneAnd when they asking who I'm is, shitYou just tell them that I'm the one(One, one, one)Tell them that I'm the one(One, one, one)Tell them that I'm the one[Verse 2: Big Sean]I told Detroit I'mma fuckin' get itI told my brother we'll be fuckin' winnin'Ye told me I'm the man for the jobSo I told my mom, call her's up and tell 'em that she quittin'Started off in that Chevrolet, but it's Ferraris I gotta driveI'm on HBO I'm on Entourage,I'm 5'9'' fuckin' 9 to 5I need a hundred million no compromiseI'm a double X L nigga : magazine and condom sizeSee what I seen and be traumatizedI don't wait, I marinate, variate errydayEvery state, sold out, fuck around and need a barricadeMy weed loud I need a hearing aidLivin' life behind a pair of shadesI be a billionaire if I could get a dollarFor all the bullshit that I hear a dayI did it[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]The storm is on the horizonI'm standing here aloneGot a pistol on my hipAnd it's gon' be some shitIf you want it then bring it onSee I'm a motherfuckin' soldierAnd I'mma be here till it's doneAnd when they asking who I'm is, shitYou just tell them that I'm the one(One, one, one)Tell them that I'm the one(One, one, one)Tell them that I'm the one[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]Treat the back seat like a sofa bedBreak bread with my niggas, call it profit shareThis some good shit, but it get betterAnd yeah my bitch cold, nigga thin sweaterLike my verse suede and the beat leatherJust tryin' to stay above sea levelWhen my nigga went to jail, I said, "Free Gucci"I done bought so much shit, I should get free GucciBought my baby momma anaconda bagsI shouldn't have bought it allI should've went and cut the grassSnake ass niggas in my fuckin' faceBring your girl here nigga so I could fuck her faceYeah I run this place, this is cash mill swagNiggas treadmillin' goin' nowhere fastSittin' courtside at the Hawks gameLouis on, I could trip a fuckin' ball player[Outro: James Fauntleroy]Fuck yeah, awesome, yeah I lost some of my mindAnd then I found peace it was really kind of awesomeIt's possible, goddamn rightI've been on this the whole time
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